A/N: O-oh. I have other stories to complete? Heh, whoops. Looks like I broke my perfect HxH streak.

There will be yaoi. If you're not into that then, uh, my bad bruh. Just don't complain about it since I'm not gonna listen.

Humans

Keigo Asano

Keigo didn't exactly know when it started. Maybe around the time Ichigo saved everyone during that insane Shinigami attack, or perhaps it was sometime during their freshman year in high school together. Whenever it was, Keigo just knew that he loved Ichigo. He wasn't that stupid no matter how many times people called him an idiot. He knew Ichigo would never feel the same. Hell, just running up to Ichigo got him clothes lined. So he kept to himself, silently admiring.

Ichigo was the pinnacle of just about everything. Intelligence, looks, strength, loyalty, not so much kindness but he made up for it with care. In those unreasonably few times they got to hang out, Keigo felt as though he was having the best time life could offer. His orange haired friend may not have been the most affectionate person, but it was clear in his eyes and the way he spoke that he genuinely liked Keigo. As a friend, but that was enough to make Keigo just want to hug him. Which would probably lead to being knocked flat on the ground.

Tatsuki Arasawa

Tatsuki, after identifying what the fluttering in her chest was, groaned when she realized what was happening. She often had fantasies about marrying some handsome action star or what it would be like having a date with one of her video game protagonists, but as it turned out, Ichigo was that star and hero. Only she had to experience firsthand what it's like to be the girl waiting for the guy. After that Aizen character tried to kill her and everyone in Karakura Town, she learned what it was like, hoping the hero would save the day. When Ichigo showed up, black robe blowing in the wind, and sword in hand, she couldn't think of Ichigo as anything but some sort of dark hero. Everything just clicked into place once he explained his Shinigami lifestyle, from running out of class to suddenly panicking mid conversation to run off.

However, Tatsuki didn't fall in love because he was the hero. It just so happened that she had fallen in love the more she thought about it. Ichigo was always protecting her, protecting everyone. She thought about his handsome face, when he scowled, when he smiled. She thought about his determination and conviction to be there when they needed him. But at the same time, Ichigo would always be that boy she'd always whoop in a spar.

Chizuru Honsho

Chizuru was gay for Ichigo. She didn't quite understand it herself since her one and true love would always be her Orihime, but Ichigo was probably the only guy she couldn't help but to feel attracted to. And not just on a physical level either. Ichigo was different from other guys. He was quite the sex pot, but he wasn't an arrogant jerk. He was a delinquent, but one of the smartest students in his class, and probably the entire school. He was strong, but not a muscle head. He wasn't cold, but not too nice. Ichigo was just Ichigo, and for that Chizuru couldn't help but to want to just be close to him.

But Ichigo was also incredibly dense. Chizuru wasn't blind. She knew how Orihime felt just from how she looked at the boy. Chizuru tried not to make it so obvious, but it's not as though it would make a difference since the guy apparently couldn't process adoration and fascination unless someone wrote it out.

Orihime Inoue

There was a time when Orihime really wondered if Ichigo had been hit in the head so many times in his fights that his brain just couldn't process subtext. Orihime did her very best to hide her affection, but according to anyone with a pair of eyes, Karin and Yuzu included, her love for Ichigo was as obvious as clouds in the sky. At first, she panicked and ended up fretting even more around Ichigo, but it changed nothing. Then, she wondered if Ichigo was teasing her or something, but that wasn't the case. He just was not responding. Which was fine with her since just thinking about what he would say made Orihime burst into a blushing fit. Ichigo wasn't stupid, far from it, but Orihime just couldn't help but to wonder what he was thinking.

Was he trying to say he wanted to just be friends? Did he want her to stop? Was he secretly enjoying her fretting? Orihime could practically feel her eyes swirling as she tried to comprehend her first love. It was fine though, the way he acted. It meant he was still the Ichigo she knew and loved and that he'd keep on caring for her and being there when she needed him.

Don Kanoji

No! No, no, no, no, no! This wasn't right at all. The hero was supposed to be loved and adored by everyone! Not idolize the fan! After fighting that Demi-Hollow together, he didn't know what to really think. It was clear that orange haired kid was strong, potentially stronger than the great Don Kanoji even. But most of all he inspired him. So, away from the watchful eyes of the ever present camera, he thought. He thought, and he pondered, and thought on his pondering and pondered about his thoughts. Then he decided to do something about them.

It was sometime during that desire to see him again that he began to admire Ichigo and see him as a true hero. After the attack of that scary man in white, Ichigo saving the day solidified it. He didn't see Ichigo every day, but he could tell how other's faces lit up at the mention of his name that he was loved. And he loved Ichigo as well.

Yasutora Sado

Chad's love for Ichigo was different. He knew he was in love with his best friend, but he knew it wasn't the traditional love that he learned about. Ichigo was the center of his world, his anchor, and his sun. Ichigo was practically his life and he'd give his own if Ichigo asked. But it was so deeply engrained in his very being that it didn't feel like love. He didn't blush, his heart never fluttered, there were no butterflies in his stomach, and he never wanted to kiss him. He would be Ichigo's shield or his fist, it didn't matter. When he thought of Ichigo, he felt warm. When Ichigo was near, his presence was like a blanket that he could just wrap himself in forever.

When observing Orihime, he inwardly smiled. He wasn't jealous nor did he feel the need to try to assert himself onto Ichigo. Orihme could marry and spend her life with Ichigo if she wanted, and it was obvious she wanted to. But Chad wouldn't stop loving Ichigo and as long as he was smiling, Chad was smiling.

Uryuu Ishida

Uryuu Ishida probably disliked more things than he liked and hated plenty of things as well. Emotions were a mixed bag. He enjoyed them because it helped him appreciate sewing, he disliked them for being uncontrollable, and he hated them for allowing him to feel strong affection for Ichigo. He liked Ichigo for who he was and being a true friend, he disliked Ichigo for being an ass so much, he hated Ichigo for the way he made his heart pound in fury and fascination. With his father being a doctor, it wasn't strange for him to have read some books on the human body, and when he first read about the heart, it had been because Ichigo did things to his heart he couldn't understand. His body was in top condition, so why did it feel like he was going into cardiac arrest when Ichigo smiled at him? Even when he should be having heart problems from blood loss, seeing Ichigo gaze with determination made him feel as though there wasn't a scratch on him. Ichigo's teasing pissed him off, but him staying silent ticked him off even more.

It was a taxing ordeal and Uryuu was reaching his wits end trying to cope with it. After accepting the torment known as 'love' he decided to hate it. It was troublesome, irritating, painful, and made him question his health. But all the same, he loved it because of how wonderful it all was.